Chapter 7: Halloween
"So you have feelings for your best friend's girlfriend?" Jesse said, scratching his head some more and sitting up on his bed. "When do you think you started to have feelings for her?"
"I don't know, Jess. Can you blame me though? She's the hottest girl at Hartford," Beca said with a sigh. She closed her eyes, pausing for a moment before speaking again. "I can't help but feel really bad about this, because I know how happy Chicago is now that Chloe is his girlfriend."
Jesse sighed, honestly having no idea what he was supposed to say at a time like this. "So, what are you going to do about it?" He asked. "I mean, as much as I'd love to see you be happy, Chicago is a good guy. Not to mention your best friend, and I know you wouldn't ever do anything to hurt him."
"Yeah, I'd never do something that would hurt Chicago. Like I said earlier, significant others of best friends are off-limits. I just don't know what to do, because being around them is going to get more and more awkward every day if I do nothing at all," Beca said, groaning and covering her face with her hand. "I don't know what I'm going to do."
"If it helps, during the party I'll bring you shots of tequila or something strong whenever you see them do something coupley," Jesse offered, trying to make the situation a little more lighthearted.
"I'll hold you to that,"Beca said with a chuckle. "It's hard being around them when they act super coupley because it hurts me inside, but I have to act like I'm happy for them on the outside. If that makes any sense at all."
"I hear you," Jesse said.
"I just don't get why out of all people, it had to be Chicago's girl that I have feelings for," Beca said, shaking her head. "The straight girl, I fell for the straight girl. A girl who won't ever like me back. It fucking sucks."
"I'm sorry, Bec. That must be tough," Jesse said sympathetically. "If it helps, there are still plenty of other girls out there that would be happy to be with you. Maybe a distraction from Chloe will help you."
"Yeah, maybe. But I wouldn't be happy," Beca said, sighing. "Plus, as much as I love hooking up with girls from time to time, I don't want to lead a girl on to believe that there is something serious going on between us. That would be cruel."
"Yeah, I agree. Leading someone on is a really shitty thing to do," Jesse said, pausing to try and think of other things that could help Beca. "I don't know what else to suggest, man. I haven't really been in your situation before."
"I'll just get really drunk at the party, that should at least take off the edge a little bit," Beca said, sighing. "I just wish that I didn't have these feelings. The last time I had feelings like this for a girl, I ended up getting my heart broken."
"I'm sorry, buddy. I wish there was more I could do to help," Jesse said apologetically. "Let me know if there's anything I can do, okay?"
"Will do, see ya tomorrow Jess," Beca said before hanging up the phone and laying back down on her bed. She then stood up and walked over to her window, where she saw Chloe working on her homework. A small smile spread across Beca's face as she watched the girl. But then it faded. How could she like her best friends girl? This was wrong on every level. Of all people, Chloe. Yes she was beautiful, the most beautiful girl in the school. And yes she was talented. But what set her apart from every other pretty girl there?
Beca watched the redhead for a few more moments before walking back over to her bed, sitting down and sighing. She ran her fingers through her hair and closed her eyes. She didn't mean to develop feelings for Chloe. In fact, if she could've chosen who she would have feelings for, she most definitely wouldn't have chosen a straight girl. But of course, Beca's life had to always be complicated and difficult.
The next few days were absolute torture, and Beca couldn't wait to get to the weekend. Then she could let her hair down, dress like a badass, rock out, and get super drunk with her best friends. That was her plan for Saturday night, and Saturday night couldn't get here fast enough.
Chloe was also looking forward to Stacie's Halloween party on Saturday night. She had gone with Chicago after their practices ended to get their Han Solo and Princess Leia costumes, and Chloe couldn't wait to go with her boyfriend to the party. "I'm telling you, Chic, we're going to have the best costumes at this party. I guarantee it," Chloe said to Chicago, who she was FaceTiming while working on some homework.
"I know, and you're going to look really hot in your Princess Leia costume," Chicago said, smiling at how excited his girlfriend was. "What time do you want me to pick you up for the party tomorrow night?" He asked.
"Well, the party starts around 8:30, so do you want to pick me up around 8:00? Or you could pick me up earlier and we could hang out for awhile before the party," Chloe said.
"I'll see what I can do," Chicago said, smiling and winking at Chloe. "I can't wait to see you in that costume tomorrow," He said, smiling to himself. "Did your parents agree to let you 'stay over at Stacie's?'" He asked with a devious smile.
"Yeah, they did agree to let me spend the night at Stacie's. I'm really looking forward to it," Chloe said, giggling and winking at Chicago. "I do have cheer practice for an upcoming competition on Sunday afternoon, though."
"That's okay. We can spend a late Saturday night and Sunday morning together. Does that sound good to you babe?" He asked with a gentle smile as he flopped down onto his bed.
"That sounds perfect to me, babe," Chloe said, smiling at her boyfriend. "I can't imagine anything that sounds better than that," she added.
"Alright, I'll see you tonight after the game," He said, blowing a kiss to her before they said goodbye.
Saturday came and Beca was setting up the stuff for the band on Stacie's back porch, which was perfect to perform on because the backyard was big enough to fit a hundred people or so. She was currently setting up the speakers while Jesse set up his drums. A few minutes later, Benji arrived and helped Beca with setting up the speakers before they plugged their guitars into the amps and began to warm up for their performance later that evening.
Chloe and Chicago got to the party at around 9:00, and by that time there was already a good number of people there. "Chloe! Chicago! I'm so glad that you two could make it!" Stacie said excitedly when she saw them. "Let me just say, I absolutely love your costumes! You two are so cute together!" She squealed.
"Thanks Stacie, you make a sexy nurse," Chloe said with a chuckle as she walked in the costume Princess Leia wore on the moon of Endor.
"Refreshments are in the kitchen and so is the pizza,"Stacie said, smiling. "And 'Trio' is going to start at 10:30 once everyone gets here," She then stepped aside, letting them into the house.
"Alright, cool. Thanks for having us," Chicago said, smiling as he and Chloe walked inside the house. They went to the kitchen, each grabbing a slice of pizza and a drink. "So, do you see any other costumes that could potentially top ours?" He asked Chloe as they sat down on one of the couches in the living room.
"Emily and Benji look really cute as Dr. Grant and Dr. Sattler from Jurassic Park," She then spotted Beca setting up the microphone stand in her Indiana Jones costume. "And Beca looks awesome the female version of Indiana Jones. It looks like everyone is going back in time with their costumes," She said with a chuckle.
"Wow, Beca never dresses up," Chicago said, smiling at his best friend and waving.
Beca looked up and saw Chicago waving over at her. She smiled a little and waved back before continuing to work on setting up the microphone. As soon as Chicago looked away from her and back to Chloe, the smile disappeared from the brunette's face and was replaced with a scowl. She honestly couldn't wait for the show to be over so she could get shitface drunk.
"If you want something to drink tonight, babe, feel free. Since I got us an Uber, neither one of us has to stay sober," Chicago said, chuckling.
"Hmm, interesting. Are you turning into a bad boy, Mr. Solo?" Chloe said, raising her eyebrows at her boyfriend.
"No, I'm just taking precautions in case we both get drunk," Chicago replied with a chuckle. "So, if you think about it, I'm not turning into a 'bad boy.'"
"Still, I didn't peg you for a drinker," Chloe said, smiling at her boyfriend. "But it's really sweet and kinda sexy that you're making sure we drink responsibly," She said with a wink. "But isn't Han Solo sort of a bad boy?"
"You do have a point there, babe. Han is a bad boy, but I wouldn't consider myself to be one. That is, unless you find bad boys attractive," Chicago said, smirking a little at Chloe.
Chloe blushed and bit her lip. She then leaned in and whispered in his ear. "I like bad boys in bed," She whispered, softly nibbling on his earlobe before pulling away to get herself a drink.
Chicago smirked as he watched Chloe get up and walk away to get herself a drink. He then saw Beca walking through the room, so he decided to talk to her for a few minutes. "Hey! Beca!" He called out to the brunette to get her attention.
"Hey, Chic. You and Chloe look like quite the galactic couple," Beca said, smiling the best she could when she saw their costumes.
"And you look like quite the heroine and historian," Chicago replied, smiling back at Beca. "You really look great in that costume, Beca. I'm impressed."
"Well, Indiana Jones is one of the few movies I've watched more than once. So I thought, why not put a female twist on it?" Beca said, smiling as she poured herself a drink. "By the way, we're playing your favorite song of ours tonight, Mr. Solo."
"Oh really, Ms. Jones? And what might that song happen to be?" Chicago asked, pouring a drink for himself after Beca finished pouring hers.
"Just think of sins, not tragedies," Beca said with a wink before turning to Chloe, who had just joined them. "Hey Princess, how are your plans for taking down the empire going?" She asked.
"The plans are going pretty well, actually. We're still outnumbered by a lot, but I think we have a chance," Chloe replied with a smile then taking a sip of her drink.
"I find it pretty funny that your boyfriend and I dressed up as the same person in different movies," Beca chuckled before taking a sip of her beer. "Anyways, the show starts in an hour. You guys better be in the audience."
"You can count on it. We'll be in the front row cheering you on," Chicago said, putting a hand on Beca's shoulder and taking a sip of his own drink.
Beca smiled and then patted her best friends shoulder before sipping her own drink. "You guys have fun tonight. Don't get too drunk," She said, chuckling before nodding to Chloe and smiling softly. "I hope you both enjoy the show."
"We definitely will enjoy the show. I know for a fact that you and your band are going to bring down the house like always," Chloe said, smiling back at Beca.
The brunette tried to hide her blush as much as she could. "Thanks, I'll see you two later," She said, smiling.
An hour or so later, everyone who was at the party came out back when it was announced 'Trio' would be performing. Beca began playing the opening part to 'I Write Sins, Not Tragedies.' Beca began to sing and the crowd went a wild when they recognized the song. And Chicago was the loudest.
"I Write Sins Not Tragedies"- Panic! At The Disco
"Oh, well imagine
As I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor
And I can't help but to hear
No, I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words.
'What a beautiful wedding!
What a beautiful wedding!' says a bridesmaid to a waiter
'And yes, but what a shame, what a shame
The poor groom's bride is a WHORE.
I chime in with a
'Haven't you people ever heard of closing the goddamn door?'
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things
With a sense of poise and rationality.
I chimed in
"Haven't you people ever heard of closing the goddamn door?'
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things
With a sense of…"
Beca and Benji then played some chords on their guitars while Jesse played a fast beat on the drums, getting the crowd pumped up before going into the second verse.
"Well, in fact.
Well, I'll look at it this way.
I mean technically our marriage is saved.
Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne.
Well, in fact.
Well, I'll look at it this way.
I mean technically our marriage is saved.
Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne
Pour the champagne."
The crowd cheered and rocked out with band, jumping and singing along if they knew the words. Chloe, again was watching Beca. The redhead was in awe of the girls insane amount of musical talent. She then looked at her boyfriend, who knew every single word to this song. This must of been the one Beca was talking about that was his favorite.
She then smiled at him before she looked back up and continued to dance at the songs upbeat rhythm and tempo.
"I chime in with a
'Haven't you people ever heard of closing the goddamn door?'
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things
With a sense of poise and rationality.
I chimed in
"Haven't you people ever heard of closing the goddamn door?'
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things
With a sense of poise and rationality.
Again, I chime in with a
'Haven't you people ever heard of closing the goddamn door?'
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things
With a sense of poise and rationality.
I chimed in
"Haven't you people ever heard of closing the goddamn door?'
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things
With a sense of poise and rationality.
Again."
Once the song was finished, the crowd went wild in applause and cheers before Beca began to speak. "How is everyone here tonight?" She was met with cheers and screams from the at least one hundred people standing in the crowd. "Well, happy Halloween everyone! I just want to say a quick thanks to Stacie for letting us pay here tonight. She's the best. We're 'Trio' and tip in the form of dollar bills are appreciated," Beca said with a chuckle. She, Benji, and Jesse then began to start playing the next song. This one was also easy to dance to, and the crowd was into it before Beca even started singing.
"Locked Out of Heaven"- Bruno Mars
"Oh, yeah-yeah.
Oh, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah.
Oh, yeah-yeah.
Oh, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah.
Never had much faith in love or miracles.
Never wanna put my heart on deny.
But swimming in your world is something spiritual.
I'm born again every time you spend the night.
'Cause your sex takes me to paradise.
Yeah, your sex takes me to paradise.
And it shows, yeah, yeah, yeah.
'Cause you make feel like
I've been locked out of Heaven
For too long, for too long."
This song, along with "I Write Sins Not Tragedies," was one of the band's more popular, so the crowd was singing along as all three members of the band harmonized for the chorus. Then, Beca and Benji went into a harmony for the second verse of the song.
"You bring me to my knees.
You make me testify.
You can make a sinner change his ways.
Open up your gates 'cause I can't wait to see the light.
And right there is where I wanna stay.
'Cause your sex takes me to paradise.
Yeah your sex takes me to paradise.
And it shows, yeah, yeah, yeah.
'Cause you make me feel like I've been locked out of heaven
For too long, for too long.
Yeah you make me feel like I've been locked out of heaven
For too long, for too long."
The crowd was going crazy and was jumping up and down with the song. It was amazing how many people actually knew the lyrics. Chicago wrapped his arms around Chloe from behind and kissed her neck during the song. When Beca saw this, her heart hurt a little but she continued to sing.
"Oh, yeah, can I just stay here?
Spend the rest of my days here.
Oh, yeah, can I just stay here?
Spend the rest of my days here.
'Cause you make feel like I've been locked out of Heaven
For too long, for too long.
Yeah, you make feel like I've been locked out of Heaven
For too long, for too long.
Oh, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Oh, yeah-yeah
Oh, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah."
The crowd cheered twice as loud as they had been before when the second song finished. "You guys liked that one, right?" Beca said into the microphone, getting another cheer from the crowd. "Alright, good. I'm gonna go a little off the script here and let you guys decide what song we play next. So, what song do you guys want to hear?" The people in the crowd immediately began to yell out the names of different songs, making Beca chuckle. "I can't hear you all once, guys,"The band ended up playing for another hour, the music being switched over to one of Stacie's Spotify playlists after their performance.
Beca and Jesse were standing in the kitchen and eating some pizza. Beca took a sip out of her bottle of beer. "We killed it tonight buddy," Jesse said, clinking his bottle with hers.
"You bet we did. I'd say that's one of the better shows we've done. The crowd was super pumped, but then again they always are," Beca said, smiling and clinking her bottle with Jesse's. "Are you going to ask Aubrey out soon? Some guy is hitting on her so you may miss your chance," She stated, pointing with her free hand over to the dining room area where Aubrey was dancing with some random guy dressed as a Thor from Ragnarok. "You better get moving on that."
Jesse looked over to where Beca was pointing and frowned. "Why is she dancing with him? That guy looks like a total loser," Jesse said. "His costume is lame, too."
"Jesse, let's be honest. That's definitely something you would wear," Beca said, chuckling and shaking her head at her friend.
"Maybe, but that's not the point. Why would she dance with a guy like him?" Jesse said, taking a shot of tequila.
"I don't know, maybe he just is brave enough to make a move," Beca said, sipping her beer. "If I were you, I'd swoop in soon. Otherwise you'll be losing her to a dimwitted Norse god."
"I'm not gonna let that happen, not if I can help it," Jesse said, finishing his beer and then handing the empty bottle to Beca. "Hold my beer while I go get my girl," he said to her before walking across the room towards Aubrey.
Beca smiled at his friend as he went on his mission to get his girl. "Go get her, buddy," She called after him be taking a bite of pizza. Chloe then walked past her, heading to the kitchen to get a slice of pizza. "Oh Chloe, hey," Beca said with a smile and a little wave.
"Hey Beca," Chloe said, returning the smile. She grabbed the slice of pizza and then rejoined Beca in the next room. "You and Benji and Jesse were great tonight, by the way. You guys are so good. I don't even know how it's possible."
"Lots of practice," Beca said with a chuckle, taking a bit of pizza before sitting down on the couch. "I'm glad that you enjoyed the show. Did you have a favorite song?" She asked.
"Are you really going to make me pick between all those amazing songs?" Chloe asked with a laugh. She then thought about Beca's question for a few minutes before coming up with an answer. "Well, I liked all the songs, but I'd say that my favorite was probably 'Locked Out of Heaven.'"
Beca feigned a gasp. "You dirty little bird!" She said before laughing a little with Chloe. "That's one of my favorites too," She admitted.
"Look who's the dirty little bird now," Chloe said, chuckling at Beca. "I like that song because it's really catchy. It's one of those songs that's catchy but not to the point where it gets stuck in your head and is annoying."
"Yeah, I have to admit it gets stuck in my head sometimes," Beca said, nodding her head. "I don't know which one that's my favorite though. There are too many that I love," She smiled to herself. "There are some I've written that I haven't even shown to Benji or Jesse that are some of my favorite."
Chloe raised an eyebrow at Beca's last sentence. "Really? Why haven't you shown those songs to them?" The redhead asked.
"I don't know, some of them are really personal. I guess that's why, but some of those songs are my favorites. And one day I'll share them, but for now they're just for me," Beca said, scratching her head a little bit. She then saw the piano room was vacant and an idea popped into her head. "If you promise not to tell anyone, I'll play one of those songs for you now."
"I mean, I'd love to hear those songs, but I don't want to make you share them if you don't want to. If the songs are too personal, I totally understand if you don't want to play them for me," Chloe said in a genuine voice.
"It's really okay, they're going to be heard someday. Wouldn't you like to be the first?" Beca asked. "There are plenty of other fans at this party that would die to hear it, and one of them is your boyfriend Han Solo," She said, chuckling. She then finished her beer and held out her hand. "You coming?"
Chloe nodded and took Beca's hand, following her to the piano room. The redhead closed the door behind her after she walked inside, leaving it open just a little bit. She then went and sat down on the piano bench next to Beca, who already had her fingers on the keys. "What song are you going to play for me?"
"It's called 'Mercy,'" Beca said, looking down on the keys. "I'll tell you more about it after I sing it for you," She then began playing a couple chords on the piano, humming a simple melody as she did so.
"Mercy"- Shawn Mendes
"You've got a hold on me.
Don't even know your power.
I stand a hundred feet
But I fall when I'm around you.
Show me an open door
And you go and slam it on me.
I can't take anymore.
I'm saying, baby
Please have mercy on me.
Take it easy on my heart.
Even though you don't mean to hurt me,
You keep tearing me apart
Won't you please have mercy, mercy on my heart?
Won't you please have mercy, mercy on my heart?"
Chloe smiled as she listened to Beca play the piano and sing. As the redhead listened to the lyrics, she couldn't help but notice that this song seemed to be about someone. Could this be another song about the supposed mystery girl? Chloe thought to herself. The redhead then pushed those thoughts out of her mind so she could focus as Beca went into the next part of the song.
"I'd drive through the night
Just to be near you, baby.
Heart open, testify.
Tell me that I'm not crazy.
I'm not asking for a lot.
Just that you're honest with me.
My pride is all I got.
I'm saying, baby
Please have mercy on me.
Take it easy on my heart.
Even though you don't mean to hurt me,
You keep tearing me apart.
Would you please have mercy on me?
I'm a puppet on your string.
And even though you got good intentions,
I need you to set me free.
Would you please have mercy, mercy on my heart?
Would you please have mercy, mercy on my heart?"
Beca teared up a little as she sang this song. It reminded her of the girl it was about, the girl she fell for back in freshman year. The girl who ended up breaking her heart one year later. The girl that destroyed Beca's faith in true love. She continued to play with so much emotion as she sang out the bridge.
"Consuming all the air inside my lungs,
Ripping all the skin from off my bones.
I'm prepared to sacrifice my life.
I would gladly do it twice.
Consuming all the air inside my lungs,
Ripping all the skin from off my bones.
I'm prepared to sacrifice my life.
I would gladly do it twice.
Oh, please have mercy on me.
Take it easy on my heart.
Even though you don't mean to hurt me,
You keep tearing me apart.
Won't you please have mercy on me?
I'm a puppet on your string.
And even though you got good intentions,
I need you to set me free
I'm begging you for mercy, mercy on my heart.
Begging you, begging you, please, baby.
I'm begging you for mercy, mercy on my heart.
Oh, I'm begging you, I'm begging you, yeah."
Once Beca finished the last note, she pulled her hands away from the keys and wiped a couple tears that were about to fall from her eyes. She then turned to Chloe, taking a deep breath. "So, what did you think?"
"Beca, I-" Chloe started, unable to form words. "I don't know what to say. That was a beautiful song," she finished. The redhead noticed that the brunette's eyes were a little red, as if she had been crying. "Are you okay, Beca?" She asked with a concerned voice.
The brunette looked up at the ceiling and wiped her eyes. "Yeah, yeah I'm okay. It's just, that song brings back all the memories of this girl I knew. Her name's Olivia, and I started the band to impress her," She said with a light chuckle before going back to a blank expression on her face.
Chloe nodded as Beca spoke, starting to put two and two together in her head. "Oh, so is she the mystery girl that you've been writing all these songs about?"
"No, no she's not," Beca said. "Everyone here knows Olivia, she used to go to Hartford," She closed up the piano and turned to face Chloe. "Since you've been here for awhile and you seemed to have become apart of my general friend group, you should probably know the story."
"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to. I would like to know the story, but I don't want to make you tell me," Chloe told the brunette. "It's up to you," she added.
"Well, I think it's important that you know it because it plays a big part in why I am the way I am," Beca said, scratching her and for a moment. "Olivia Lammers and I started dating openly around Valentine's Day of freshman year, it was great. I'd never been so enchanted by someone before in my life. She was a junior, and she was smart, beautiful, funny. Long black hair and blue eyes. Basically teenage Aphrodite. She was also the girl I lost my virginity to on my sixteenth birthday," Beca began, smiling as she thought of Olivia. "Anyways, we had been dating for about a year or so and she seemed to slowly begin to pull away from me. I didn't know why, and whenever I asked her, she'd say that everything was perfect. But it wasn't," She then looked down pausing for a moment.
Beca then continued. "One day, I was skateboarding over to her house because she supposedly had been sick that day and I was bringing her some of the homework she missed and some chicken noodle soup. I had a spare key to her family's house that she'd made for me so I let myself in. Her parents weren't supposed to be home, but I heard noises upstairs and went up there. I didn't even have to open her bedroom door to hear her fucking some guy," She said, trying her best not to cry.
Chloe just sat there on the piano bench, not knowing what to say. Her jaw had dropped a little while Beca was telling the story. "Wow," was all the redhead said. She looked down at the ground for a few moments and then back up at Beca. "I really don't know what to say. I'm so sorry that happened, Beca. I really am. You didn't deserve that."
"What made it even worse was I could tell she was slowly getting away from me for so long. But I didn't know why until I walked in on her sleeping with the douchebag football player Anthony Remington," Beca said, shaking her head. "I started writing this song before I knew she was cheating on me, that's why the song say 'even though you don't mean to hurt me.' But she did, and I lost the one love I've ever known in my life," Beca bit her lip to keep from letting anymore tears fall.
"That's why I've had such a hard time warming up to you, you kind of remind me of some of the good things about Olivia," Beca said, sniffling a little more. "And that's why I was so hard on Tom when I found out he was cheating on you. Because it hit a nerve inside me."
Chloe looked down at her hands. Now that Beca had told her that story, everything was starting to make sense. "Nobody should ever go through that, Beca. You're an amazing person, and you didn't deserve to be treated that way. It's a shame that Olivia didn't realize how lucky she was to have you in her life. You're going to find someone who's perfect for you, and who knows what they have when they have you."
"Thanks for the pep talk, Chlo. But Olivia kind of ruined me, I don't believe in true love anymore. When your first love cheats on you, I don't understand how you can fall in love again after that. If the one person you thought you were going to be with forever betrays you like that, it's harder to trust anyone else. I don't know how you are able to recover so quickly. I mean, the same thing happened to you that happened to me," Beca said, shaking her head. "I guess I just need to find the female version of Chicago," She said, chuckling sadly.
Chloe smiled a little and chuckled along with Beca. "I mean, everyone deals with this kind of thing differently. I'm sure that you'll get over it eventually. You're a strong person, Beca. I know you won't let something like this ruin you," Chloe said, looking into the brunette's dark blue eyes.
"Thanks," Beca answered quietly. She smiled as the redhead looked into her eyes. Beca had never really had an up close and personal look at Chloe's eyes. They really were a beautiful shade of light blue. And those lips, those lips looked as sweet as cotton candy. She had an urge to lean in, but she knew that she couldn't do that to her best friend. Beca just smiled and then looked back at the piano. "Han Solo is probably looking for you, you should probably go find him, Princess Leia."
"Yeah, you're right," Chloe said, standing up from the piano bench and walking towards the door. Chloe turned around, frowning a little when she saw Beca still sitting at the piano. "Are you going to come too, or stay here?"
"Yeah," Beca said, taking a deep breath and standing up. She walked over to the redhead and they walked out of the piano room together. Beca watched Chloe run over to Chicago and kiss him. She then turned to see Aubrey and Jesse, who were making out drunkenly in the corner.
"You doing alright there, Beca?" Emily said when the brunette started walking over to the bar with a somber expression on her face.
"I'm not drunk enough, can you pour me two tequila shots?" Beca asked, leaning on the bar counter.
"Yeah, sure. Two shots coming right up," Emily said, pouring the shots and then handing them to Beca. The younger brunette couldn't help but frown as she watched Beca down the alcohol. Something seemed off about her friend, but she couldn't quite tell what it was. "Are you sure you're okay, Beca?"
"Well, let's count up the things that are going wrong in my life," Beca stated, sipping a new beer she'd just opened. "My parents don't support me going to LA, I'm the only one taking care of my little brother and sister on a day to day basis, and on top of that I have feelings for a girl I can never have. You tell me if I'm okay or not," She said, shaking her head and chuckling sadly. "My life is basically falling apart, but I'm alright. I always am. I'm Beca Effin' Mitchell!" Beca slurred before taking the tequila bottle for herself and walking off to the back deck. Just as she made it to the deck, Beca fell on her knees and puked into the grass.
Emily followed Beca out to the backyard and held the older brunette's hair back as she threw up, rubbing soothing circles into the girl's back as well. "I'm going to go get you a water. I'll be right back," Emily said, getting up and going back in the house. She came back a few minutes later, finding Beca sitting on the steps of the back porch. "Here you go," Emily said, handing her the bottle of water and sitting down beside her.
"Thank Em," Beca said, drinking some of the water. She looked down at the ground blankly, trying to figure out how drunk she was for a moment. Then, the shorter brunette began to speak. "Have you ever wanted something so bad, that it literally makes your heart hurt whenever you're reminded that you can't have it?" She asked, sipping the water.
Emily nodded her head. "Yeah, I know the feeling. I take it that's how you're feeling right now?" She said, looking over at Beca, who nodded slowly as soon as the younger girl finished talking.
"I just don't understand why the greatest things in the world always have to be so hard to get, sometimes I just wish that I could have what I want at the drop of a hat," Beca said, sipping her water. "Every single one of my friends who are my age have the full support of their parents to do whatever they want. My mom and dad don't think I'll be able to make it on my own in LA when the truth is I take care of myself, Henry and Hailee all the same time," She leaned back against the top steps. "I mention one word about LA and they find some way out of the conversation."
Emily put a hand on Beca's shoulder and smiled sympathetically towards her. "I know that must be hard. When your parents tell you that you can't make it, don't listen to them. You definitely can make it, Beca, and you know it. As for why the world seems to be making your life as hard as possible, I would approach your challenges with a positive mindset. These bumps in the road wouldn't be thrown your way if you weren't strong enough to get through them."
"Yeah I know, I know," Beca replied with a sigh. "That doesn't mean I like having to handle all those bumps in the road," Beca slurred, making Emily laugh. She then looked at Emily. "You're lucky you know? You and Benji are so great together, and so happy. Just like Chloe and Chicago. That's what I want, too bad I only fall for bisexual girl who cheat on you. That and straight girls, I also fall for straight girls for some reason."
"I'm sure that there's someone out there for you, Beca. There's always someone out there for everybody. Don't let what Olivia did keep you from finding that person. She didn't deserve you, and there's someone out there who does," Emily said.
"I've already found that person, Emily," Beca said, looking down at the ground and closing her eyes for a second. "There's only one problem."
Emily raised an eyebrow in confusion at Beca's words. "Wait, what? Who's the person? And what's the problem?" She asked.
Beca looked around to make sure they were completely alone. "You have to promise me, that you won't tell anyone about this. Not a single person, not even Benji."
"I won't tell anyone. I promise," Emily said genuinely, crossing her heart with her finger and looking into Beca's eyes.
"Okay, once I tell you who the person is, you'll probably figure out the problem," Beca said before taking a very, very deep breath. "Over the last month and a half or so, I've kind of… sort of… developed feelings for Chloe."
Emily nodded her head. "Yeah, I kinda thought before that you might have feelings for her, but I wasn't sure," Emily said. "And yeah, I can see what the problem is. That must be pretty rough, having to see them together all the time."
Beca looked back inside and saw Chloe and Chicago kissing pretty intensely against one of the counters. She cringed and turned back around, sipping her water. "I almost leaned in to kiss her tonight, if I had I would never have forgiven myself."
"It's good that you didn't do that. If you had, the situation would get more complicated than it already is," Emily said, taking a sip of her own bottle of water. "Does Chicago have any idea that you like Chloe?"
"No, of course not. It's the worst possible thing I could tell him. It's equivalent to telling a five year old kid that their dog was hit by a truck," Beca stated, sighing to herself. "He doesn't know, and that's how it's gonna stay. I can't lose my best friend and this is probably the number one way to do that."
"You can't keep this a secret forever, Beca. I mean, I'm not going to tell anyone, but he'll find out eventually. I'm just saying, don't let things get out of hand. That would only hurt Chicago more," Emily replied.
"What would I tell him Emily? How would that go down between us?" Beca said, getting a little upset. "'Hey Chic, you've been the best friend someone could ask for. So I hope you won't want to kill me when I tell you that I secretly want to bang your girlfriend?'" Beca stated. "Or maybe it should be a little more sugar coated. 'Chicago, I really like Chloe. She's amazing, so amazing I wish I was dating her.' No matter how, and no matter when I tell him, it's going to hurt him."
"I know that. I didn't say that you should tell him now. I'm just saying that, while it will hurt him, he would probably rather hear it from you than someone else," Emily said, shrugging her shoulders. "I'm not trying to tell you what to do. I'm just trying to give you advice."
Beca just sat there for a moment, she knew Emily was right. She then sighed heavily, rubbing her eyes. "I'm gonna get an Uber and go home before I do something I regret." She stated, opening the app on her phone.
Emily sighed and looked down. "I'm sorry if what I said earlier upset you, Beca. I'm just trying to help you. I just don't like seeing you like this. I'm doing the best I can to help."
"No, don't be sorry. I know you were just being nice," She said, smiling for a short second. "Happy Halloween, Em," She said, waving in drunken manner before turning around and heading back inside and towards the front of the house. It didn't take long for her Uber to get there.
When Beca got home, she was greeted by her parents, who were standing there with their arms crossed at their daughter. "Oh hey guys!" Beca said, smiling.
"Where the hell have you been?" Jacob demanded, harshly glaring at his daughter. "You didn't think to tell us where you were going before you left? We've been worried sick about you!"
"Chill out," Beca said calmly while slightly slurring her words. "I told you that Stacie was having a Halloween party, she does this every year."
"Telling us that Stacie is having a party is not the same as asking for permission to go to Stacie's party," Jacob said firmly. "You can't just disappear and then act all surprised when your mother and I are upset."
"I'm eighteen years old, Dad! I'm an adult! You can't control me anymore!" Beca said, beginning to feel nauseous from how drunk she was. "You know what, now I can see why you won't let me go to LA. If you can't trust me to go to a fucking party and be responsible, then of course you won't let me go to LA on my own."
"You got wasted at the party," Jacob pointed out.
"Yeah, but I was smart enough not to drive to and from the party. I'd say that's pretty fucking responsible!" Beca said, almost yelling.
"You're right, that was a responsible decision. But the most responsible thing you could've done would be to not go to that party. If you want your mother and I to consider allowing you to go off to LA, you need to abide by our rules," Jacob stated. "Do I make myself clear?"
"That's just bullshit!" Beca yelled, tearing up angrily. "I drive Henry and Hailee to and from school pretty much every day. I get straight As. I'm the captain of the basketball team. I work a job four, maybe even five or six days a week just so I can put gas in my car. I am home by my curfew every single time I go out. Not to mention, I keep my room clean and I watch the twins every night you go out. I have been living by your rules for eighteen years!" Beca said, now crying with angry tears. "I've followed those rules to a T, but you can't even consider supporting my dreams or what I want!"
Beca's parents stood there speechless as their daughter exploded, and she wasn't done there. "How many basketball games or shows have you come to?" She said, waiting for an answer. "That's right! None! For the last eighteen years of my life, I've done whatever you wanted. But you've never supported me! Not once! Chicago's parents have been to my band's shows, and their son isn't even in the fucking band! The only thing you care about is what's best for you, and you never ask what I want!" She screamed before running upstairs to her room and slamming her door.
Beca slammed her bedroom door behind her and collapsed on her bed, burying her face in her pillow as she continued to cry. The brunette lay there for a few minutes, just letting the tears fall. Her sobbing slowly died down, replaced with an occasional sniffle. Beca turned over so she was now laying on her back and staring up at the ceiling. She did feel a little bad for how she had yelled at her parents, but it's not like what she said wasn't true. She then took a deep breath and then closed her eyes, trying to relax.
The brunette girl slowly began to drift off to sleep, laying on her side and covering herself in a blanket. It didn't matter to her that her costume was still on, or that her nose was runny from crying. All the girl wanted was to sleep, and forget about what happened that night.
Yeaaahhhhh... Sorry for the sad ending to the chapter. It seems as though Beca's going through a rough patch, which happens to everyone. But she's strong, and she'll come back from it stronger than ever. Plus, there was some more bechloe moments in this chapter, you had to love that! Until next time!
